Lyrics:
Got bitches in the back and the ballers in the front
In the kitchen with a batch counting dollars up for lunch
Ziploc bags got the product by
a ride with me)
lets go(he aint a baller like me)
let him go(uh skillz)
(shotcalla like me, he aint rollin like a G, imma P.I.M.P, baby)
im not a playa i
in my hand with a
Trunk full of contraband
Swimmin' under water like I'm Aquaman
I used to drink gin, now it's vodka, man
Boss Dawg is the baller, no
in my hand with a
Trunk full of contraband
Swimmin' under water like I'm Aquaman
I used to drink gin, now it's vodka, man
Boss Dawg is the baller, no
Automatic, Systematic
Do what you do playa
Just keep that money on ya mi-i-ind, (on ya mind)
In the traffic, Baller status, (baller status)
Do
Automatic, Systematic
Do what you do playa
Just keep that money on ya mi-i-ind, (on ya mind)
In the traffic, Baller status, (baller status)
Do
a gorilla (Facts)
Only rich hoes cause my shorty bought a villa
Eastside nigga I was born with a limp (New York)
Back blocks I was selling cane like a pimp
OG
Or just post up by the Hollywood sign
We throwin' BBQ so life a grill
All my dawgs invited so y'all come on a chill
You at the beach or at the park
Wanna be a baller, shot caller
Twenty-inch blades on the Impala
Call her, gettin' laid tonight
Swisha rolled tight, got sprayed by Ike
I hit
Wanna be a baller, shot caller
Twenty-inch blades on the Impala
Call her, gettin' laid tonight
Swisha rolled tight, got sprayed by Ike
I hit
Wanna be a baller, shot caller
Twenty-inch blades on the Impala
Call her, gettin' laid tonight
Swisha rolled tight, got sprayed by Ike
I hit
Wanna be a baller, shot caller
Twenty-inch blades on the Impala
Call her, gettin' laid tonight
Swisha rolled tight, got sprayed by Ike
I hit
pride
Pimp C got me swangin' it wide, so be quiet
Bey still repping it right for H-Town
Don Keke's draped up, chopped and screwed down
I've been on,
[Chorus]
Automatic, Systematic
Do what you do playa
Just keep that money on ya mi-i-ind, (on ya mind)
In the traffic, Baller status, (baller
shoes, no suits
We some ballers pimp you oughta be followin our suits
No ad-libbin nigga jus do like I do (do)
Don't get it confused but dude I'm not
shoes, no suits
We some ballers pimp you oughta be followin our suits
No ad-libbin nigga jus do like I do (do)
Don't get it confused but dude I'm not
the T.I.P, Bun-B and Slim Thug
Ay ay ay
22's on a brand new Coupe wit no roof (roof)
A hundred and fifty dollar tennis shoes, no suits
We some ballers pimp
Key is what they call her
She's a Chi town baller, checking cheese from new orleans
Then she ship it down to her folks uptown in Harlem
When my
struggles of a playa in the chill
Come on and take a ride, triple to legit ballers
Shot-shot callers
(Shot up the chrome and let's swang)
Tigers all up in
way from)
If you feelin' like a pimp nigga, go and brush your shoulders off
Ladies is pimps too, go and brush your shoulders off
Niggas is crazy
running up on my hooptie with Smith
And Wesson
[Chorus]
One time for your mind
Here to represent the pimps, playas, hustlas, ballers
All my niggas
'cause it's too many bitches on my dick
You never hear a baller say that shit
I'm so tired of ballin', 'cause it's too many bitches on my dick
You never
(Take a ride with me)
Let's go
(He ain't a baller like me)
Let him go
(Uh Skillz)
(Shotcalla like me, he ain't rollin' like a G, I'ma P.I.M.P baby)
I'm
experience, so you know it's gonna be some mega shit, so who is that
(KM.G)
KM.G will never be a trick
Step up to the mic like a baller then I
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